“I really think there is no pressure on me, less than ever before. This is the calmest I’ve felt going all the way back to my days in Seattle.’’

Am I a bad person for immediately thinking of that part of David Simon’s “Homicide: A Year on the Killing Streets” where the homicide detective explains that you know your suspect is guilty when he falls asleep after being left alone in the interrogation room? He knows he’s caught. His stress is over. He can finally stop worrying about when the hammer is gonna come down. He can rest. He is at peace.